After saying these words, he seemed to have let go of something in his heart, giving a self-deprecating laugh as the lotus leaves under his feet slid, slowly moving towards this side. He knew that after saying these words, no one would reserve a light pillar for him anymore. No one would accept someone who is still in love with another man!
When he finished answering the question, the girl numbered sixteen extinguished her light pillar without hesitation.
But at this moment, Zheng Longjiang's voice rang out, "Yuanrong, what's the rush? There's still one more."
"Ah?" Zhang Yuanrong was startled, the lotus leaves under his feet halted, and he turned around somewhat puzzled. Indeed, the last girl, who kept her light pillar on for him, number twenty-three, had not turned her light pillar off.
